Rant.

Hey there.

Since not much people are fond of what I do in my life, then I should probably blog about my love and drama life, shouldn't I? I feel safe blogging about it, since basically no one reads this. Haha.

So, hi myself. (cries) I feel so alone.

About my love life, eh? Is mine really that interesting? A love story of being played by a freaking teenage player. Player .. more like flirt. Player sounds like something you call old people, so flirt is a much more appropriate thing to categorize him. And yeah, whoever reading this would probably be blank for a while trying to register what I just said, but then again I may be the only one on this page. Hopefully not. (laughs)

If you think you've read that right, then it's probably right. (...what?)

I'm confused though. Anyone mind strangling a certain chimp and threaten him to blurt out what the hell is happening? No, wait, I'll try to sound mad. I'm fucking confused. Why can't the son of a bitch just tell me that the f*** is happening so we can get things straight? Is it really that hard to explain!?

So first of all, some paranoid ass bastard (a.k.a random person I have no idea who he is) texts me via him and asks me if I like him.

Bickering at who would go first, but then I give up and say yes. As I type it, it sounds so simple, doesn't it? But guess what? If you were in my position, it is most definitely fucking NOT. It's not fucking simple. It NEVER was.

Let's skip this part.

So what happened next? HA. Guess who got played!? Who got pranked on? Who couldn't sleep for that night? Who got her heart broken at such a freaking young age? Who had to hold in the pain!? *raises hand* ME! Because I'm am such an idiot. Why did I believe him?

Yes. I am young. But I loved. & what happened after? I got hurt. 

You may now imagine me bitterly laughing (& you can also laugh at my pathetic-ness if you want)

Chimp, if you were in my position, you would SO fucking feel what I felt, wouldn't you!?

But guess what? NOOO, It never happened! You never got to understand me a single goddamn bit because you were so shittily busy being the cocky bastard person you are!

And again, guess what? You lost me. 

Sounds so simple, but you lost me. You lost me, sucker.

I do still like you. It's painful. I do still like you, but I hate you. I hate you more, & fuck you too, douchebag.